Last weekend we had a visit from Pappa J. Of course, the Big Z was on her worse behavior. Well, sort of! She was good for the most part but would not platz for nothin’! “Who, me platz? What does that mean?”
She is almost finished teething and is starting to feel like her old self again.
We’ve even moved up to the “big dog” ball.
OK, Pappa J, I’ll do all this stuff for you but I still ain’t platzin’.
One of the very last things that Pappa J did with his brat, er little girl as he was saying goodbye, he told her to platz. PLOP, she hits the deck—and then she laughed at him! Can’t say the kid doesn’t have a sense of humor.
O-Town Update: Platz, no problem! Leave-it, sure thing! Nasty even asked us to demo Leave-It for someone who missed it the last time. We also had a request to demo the Two-Toy Game. Grab-It says, “Oh my—she sure holds on to that thing!” Well of course she does! She’s trying out her new choppers!
Our new exercise this week was Place, better known to my dogs as, “Go to your Mat.” Big Z likes this game. Nasty says, can she do it? I moved Big Z away from her mat, held her back as I patted her side and then let her go as I pointed and said, “Go to you mat!” Don’t get in the way! Nasty didn’t stick around.
Recall. Ut-oh. Another unprepared holder. I hooked the long line on the Big Z and Grab-It was holding her. I was instructed to ONLY go as far as I felt comfortable. I said this ring wasn’t big enough for that. I went as far as I could go without running into people on the other side, giving myself room to run backwards. “HERE!” Wheeeee—the Big Z comes flying with Grab-It flailing along. “Ohhh—I wasn’t ready for THAT!” “She needs to show LESS exuberance and more self-control!” To which I replied, “Are you kidding? That’s exactly what I want!” We did one more recall, this time Grab-It was more prepared. The Big Z came flying in with a sliding stop/sit in front. Less exuberance, my ass!
She is so pretty!!!! Sounds like she is doing great.
I wanna know how you keep all the toys so squeeky clean like that.
Our yellow ball is sort of mustard in color… it happens when mud gets in the way. 😀
She almost reminds me of a mini-Syd.